I’m getting ready for Mandi and Noah’s wedding, take two, collecting my dress, my makeup bag, and everything I need to get ready when the doorbell rings.
Their original wedding didn’t happen because Mandi called it off, but they’ve since worked out all their s**t and are more excited than ever to be husband and wife.
I jog down the steps and open the front door, expecting it to be Nikki because she probably thinks I’m going to be late and feels like she needs to pick me up to keep me on schedule. But standing on the other side of the door is a man in a suit and holding a bouquet of flowers in front of his face. I can tell that it’s Derek.
I haven’t seen or talked to him in a few weeks.
When I don’t say anything, he lowers the flowers away from his face and smiles brightly. I open my mo
